Mystery: Paradox Path

In Jinwutong District, in a single-family house surrounded by gardens and lawns, beautiful dance music is played in the brightly lit hall.

The nobles and gentry of the Conservative Party in Tingen danced here with beautiful dance partners, but no one knew that the two most beautiful women in this small building were not on the dance floor, but in a room decorated on the second floor. of elegant and peaceful bedrooms.

"It's such a beautiful body, it's a pity to leave it alone!" The slender, white and tender fingers like green onions slid on Triss's smooth skin, causing a thin layer of goose bumps.

But along with this subtle stimulation, an indescribable joy grew in her heart, which made her want to let out a seductive moan (hmm~).

"Ah, your reaction is really green!" Mrs. Sharon hugged Triss, who had completely lost control of her body, as if she was holding a large pillow. Her smile was so intimate, but her body was limp. In Triss' eyes, it was far more than the devil.

She resisted the trembling of her body and asked in a trembling voice:

"What exactly do you want to do?!"

"Of course I'll help you cross that hurdle!" Mrs. Sharon's smile was beautiful and seductive, her hands were constantly cruising, and Triss's face also showed an intoxicating blush.

"Don't worry, the person I chose for you is a veteran. Although he is a little older, he has a lot of experience in this area. He is definitely not the kind of guy who only cares about his own enjoyment!"

"Why?" Triss's slightly small, but charming eyes seemed to be burning with flames.

"We are all daughters of the original. Only by moving closer to the original can we be sanctified, stronger, redeemed, and able to escape the final apocalypse."

Mrs. Sharon's fingers continued to go down, but she spoke in a holy tone that was completely inconsistent with her behavior, as if she was not using the tricks of a witch of pleasure, but singing an ode to the gods.

"So you have to let me..." Triss gritted her teeth to avoid accidentally making sounds that made the other party happy.

Mrs. Sharon just smiled at her forcible support, then suddenly withdrew her fingers, put Triss back on the bed, and slowly helped her put on an exquisite evening dress.

Seeing Triss breathing a sigh of relief, she suddenly smiled: "What? Think I've let you go? What an innocent little girl! Don't you know that for many people, clothes are also The enjoyment part? Well, trust me, you will slowly fall in love with that feeling... Of course, which one are you enjoying... cluck..."

"Tuk tuk tuk..." There was a light knock on the door, Mrs. Sharon stood up as if she had expected it, and walked to the door in Triss's desperate eyes, deliberately twisting at a very slow speed. Open the door handle.

Then, just when Triss's despair had reached a peak, the door opened, and the one who appeared at the door was a lovely maid——

"Mrs. Sharon, the master is looking for you."

"Okay, you go to inform Mr. Mayor, I will go down immediately." Mrs. Sharon responded in an elegant and decent tone, the maid nodded, and took small steps away from the front of the door. During the whole process, she did not even Take a look inside the room.

"Are you startled?" Mrs. Sharon laughed as she looked at Triss, who seemed to be after the catastrophe. With a slight pull of her fingers, her limp body was like a puppet that was pulled by a string, and she sat without warning. up.

"Let's look forward to your first experience!" Mrs. Sharon came to Triss, kissed her earlobe lightly, and said in a soft and charming voice:

"Don't try to run away, don't forget, I used to be an assassin, an instigator, and a witch, what means do you have, I know better than you..."

"Ta Tata..."

With graceful steps, Mrs. Sharon's figure gradually disappeared from sight. Triss sat stiffly at the head of the bed. Even if she concentrated her entire body's strength on one point with the extraordinary ability of an assassin, she could not break free from the invisible. 's bondage.

As Mrs. Sharon said, she was once an assassin, an instigator, and a witch. She clearly knew all the means a witch could use, and she knew all the weaknesses of a witch.

"If someone can come over..." Triss had this thought in her heart, but she was completely thrown away by him. What she could think of, Mrs. Sharon must have thought of it, she was sure, even if she was screaming here , and no one will enter this room and give her a chance to charm her.

Triss gritted her teeth lightly, but if she observed with her spiritual vision at this time, she would find that her current mood was not despair, but struggle.

Because she is not completely helpless, but the price to be paid may be even greater.

Do you really want a man to...

It's not that Triss didn't have the idea of ​​"it's like being bitten by a dog"~www.wuxiamtl.com~ But the only persistence in her heart made her irresistibly resist this result.

At this moment, Triss once again remembered the sentence that the **** cat had told her almost every time they met—

"You rely too much on Beyonder abilities."

How many times, she has only regarded it as a mockery made by a high-rank person to a low-rank person, but at the moment when these words came out of Sharon's mouth, Triss finally realized her fatal misunderstanding——

People with a higher rank than her are not just that dead cat!

Choose!

Pain, unwillingness, anger, confusion...

Countless thoughts collided in his mind, and then, Bai sounded in his mind with a nihilistic and crisp cracking sound.

Her witch potion was completely digested.

"Witches who bring disaster to others are also powerless when they are tied to the stake? But what's the use of understanding now?" Triss's only movable mouth raised a self-deprecating arc. Her eyes became ethereal and clear, and the moment she realized why the witch potion had digested, she had made a decision.

The ancient and difficult syllables came out of her throat. In the fantasy world that was not enclosed by the spiritual wall, the voice that sounded like a murmur and a declaration continued to reverberate.

The ancient Hermes language, which can leverage the mighty power of nature, rang out in this room, and bursts of air were entrained by her voice, turning into characters that penetrated the sky—

"A traveler from a distant time and space;"

"You are the contradictory spiral of logic and wisdom;"

"You are the reflection of knowledge, the back of truth."

"I ask for your hearing, I ask for your attention."

"I pray that you can give me a solution to the current crisis."